[ somewhere deep in the darkness it feels like he’s floating in - he’s aware of Sungki. Aware that he’s there. Aware that he’s upset…but he can’t do anything about it. That one word, though, echoes in his head loud enough that he curls a bit against whatever he’s on.
That’s what they called him, too…
…and then he’s gone. Panic rises inside of him but he can’t move. It’s like he’s in a cage again, limbs heavy, suffocating. But it all comes in these little waves.
Nothing, and then enough consciousness to panic before it’s drawn back into the darkness like a wave.
How long he stays like this, he isn’t certain. Isn’t even sure he cares.
But his eyes slowly open to the feeling of hands probing and wiping at his back. He flinches and hisses softly—oh…it’s the mothlings. Baein is still out but he expected that. ]
Sungki. Where….
[ It’s enough. He can mend what’s left later. He wants Sungki. So naturally, he nudges at the mothlings and even if he’s tired and broken in more ways than one, he does manage to push himself up. The wings at his back tremble but he tucks them in close and just breathes. ]
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Date: 2023-01-24 04:54 pm (UTC)That’s what they called him, too…
…and then he’s gone. Panic rises inside of him but he can’t move. It’s like he’s in a cage again, limbs heavy, suffocating. But it all comes in these little waves.
Nothing, and then enough consciousness to panic before it’s drawn back into the darkness like a wave.
How long he stays like this, he isn’t certain. Isn’t even sure he cares.
But his eyes slowly open to the feeling of hands probing and wiping at his back. He flinches and hisses softly—oh…it’s the mothlings. Baein is still out but he expected that. ]
Sungki. Where….
[ It’s enough. He can mend what’s left later. He wants Sungki. So naturally, he nudges at the mothlings and even if he’s tired and broken in more ways than one, he does manage to push himself up. The wings at his back tremble but he tucks them in close and just breathes. ]
Don’t leave me…